.. or, less hair. Not really “new”. heh
I made a spontaneous decision yesterday to make an appointment to get my hair cut. Usually there’s a wait but they had one available for today so I took it. Then they called this morning to tell me that my stylist was sick. Crap! I had myself all hyped up so I was a little put off. But luckily they had someone else there who could work me in so I took that spot. I had secretly wanted to try another stylist anyway. I liked the other chick that I had last time but she was shy and I’m shy .. and when you mix the two? It’s just awkward! I’m happy to say that the gal I had today was MUCH more talkative and just all around friendly. Plus she did a fantastic job so I’m actually glad that my usual stylist was sick. Well .. not glad that she’s sick because that sucks. But you know. 
I went for the inverted bob or “posh” bob. You know, the one that everyone seems to have. But I left the front much longer than the back and the back isn’t as short as most so it’s my own thing. It’s such a versatile cut. You can really do so much to customize it.
I feel SO good .. and LIGHT! You don’t realize how much hair weighs you down until you have a large pile of it removed from your head. It’s fantastic!
Now the poor hubby has to get used to it. I think he thought I was just going for a quick trim. Oops! But oh well. He doesn’t ask me for hair advice. You know.. like “should I get a high and tight or bald”? lol
Who wants one?
I’ve decided that my cats are assholes.
Seriously.
Great big, hairy assholes.
They do nothing but beg for food and even when they are fed they are still getting into stuff that they shouldn’t be. Like 5 minutes ago. I fed them a huge bowl of food and the polished it off in no time. Where did they go after that? My kitchen counters! Doing what? Looking for more food, of course. Because, you know, sleeping 23 hrs a day and licking your own ass is so exhausting and hunger generating. They have to scrounge around for more and then wake us at 4 am for more cat food. It’s ridiculous. I’m tempted to buy some industrial clamps and clamp their little mouths shut.
I’m so fed up with them. I love them to death (most of the time) but the kitchen counter jumping has got to stop. I even caught one on top of the fridge one night, chewing on my pepper plants in the AeroGarden. I can’t put things any higher than that without nailing it to the ceiling.
GRRRRR.
If this SSSCat spray wasn’t so expensive I’d try that. But who knows if that would work. They would likely find some ninja way to get around it.
To add to my cat problems, I’m sick! Sore throat, funky snot nose and all around shittyness. I love the weather but the change from warm to omygodit’s40friggindegreesatnight is killing me. The kids are sick too, on and off. Will doesn’t seem to be too bad but Aubree has had a fever on and off for days now. Tonight she’s complaining of tummy trouble and I’m just waiting to hear the sound of projectile vomit hitting my bed (that she is insisting on being curled up in).
Does anyone know if there’s a funky virus going around? Aubree had an odd rash on her face for a couple of days before the rest of it came on. I didn’t think anything of it at the time, thought maybe it was just from running around, but now I wonder. Her cheeks were so red and splotchy. Poor kid.
Anyway, now that I have my required daily bitching/whining out of the way, I need to work some more and possibly treat myself to a piece of pie. I baked two apple pies this afternoon and oh my yum. They look so beautiful.
We voted, by absentee ballot, last week. The hubby got his ballot in the mail one day and mine came the next. Both of us mailed them right back to Florida the very same day. The funny thing is that I thought I was registered and that the hubby was not. He sat on pins and needles hoping he registered in time for this election and then, surprise! It was ME who was unregistered and his? Just fine. Since 1998, according to this card. I think it’s because I changed my last name between the last election and this one, at least on my driver’s license. I voted using my maiden name last time around. Derrr.. should have thought about that this time! But thankfully I had the request/registration form post marked on the very last day, the last minute of the deadline, so I was good to go. I would have freaked if I hadn’t been able to vote. It’s like one of my favorite things to do ..next to eating cookies.
I didn’t know who I was voting for until my pen hit the ballot, which is very rare for me. I’ve always been a die hard Democrat but this time I went the other way and voted for McCain. In the end I felt he was a better fit (for me). The hubby voted for him as well (shhh, don’t tell him I told you). Not because he had a preference but because I did and he’s always stealing my damn ideas. Seriously. Love him, but I want to club him sometimes. heh Or maybe I should love him more because he values my opinion so much? Hmmm…
Hopefully my Obama loving readers will still come back to visit. *eek* I know politics make people pissy, especially right now with polls showing how CLOSE the candidates are. It’s neck and neck. The uncertainty is so exciting!
I feel like I’m always baking something lately. I would say that I just LOVE to cook (which I do most of the time) but I think this is more of a case of … I LOVE TO EAT. At least during certain times of the month where nothing but cookies and other assorted garbage like items will do. I baked a batch of chocolate chip cookies today that looked like they could have been in a magazine. They were so pretty! I seriously get off on that sort of thing. Forget how it tastes .. does it look GOOD?
Ack. I need to get off of this junk kick. I wish someone made a super pill with all of the nutrients we need per day. Something you could pop and just be done so there’s no thought of snacking. I think that’s what’s so hard about dieting. If you were a drug addict you could live without drugs. You don’t HAVE to have just a little bit of drugs every day to survive. But when you’re addicted to food you can’t just quit cold turkey. I sometimes wish I could talk myself into going back to the gastric bypass diet that I was on when I first had my surgery. But damn, who would wan to do that? I didn’t even want to do it then and now? Definitely not. I’d rather be chunky than miserably starved. My fat ass bothers me but .. not that much.
I was reading orovo reviews and that looks interesting. Not a pill by any means but a nice dose of all of those “super foods” that we’re constantly being lectured about. I can’t help but assume it tastes like crap though. Like just about anything “good for you”. heh
Ok .. so not A LOT of drinking but definitely some. It’s been one of THOSE days. One where I feel as if I have no friggin clue what I’m doing as a mom and wondering why anyone gave me the power to be one in the first place.
I am the meanest mom on the planet. I am. I really am. I won’t deny that at all and some people probably think it’s horrible but oh well. As long as they are on track, not being beat or neglected, then I think you need to do whatever works as a parent. Only lately it seems like my ways aren’t working all that well. I’m always on their cases about behavior, what’s appropriate, how we treat other people, manners .. the list goes on. But they still act like heathens some days. I don’t know how much more strict I could be and I know for sure that being laid back doesn’t work either. I need a manual!! Where’s that darn manual?! I swear, there had to have been one when they were born and someone just forgot to give it to me when we left the hospital.
My sister in law called this evening asking what I would recommend for building a website. Sadly I found myself sitting here with a blank stare and no thoughts to speak of. I have been doing the wordpress thing for so long with the bare minimum in design that I have lost all of my mojo when it comes to talking about geeky stuff. That is embarrassing considering the fact that I was voted class computer whiz! I was one of the biggest geeks back in the day. Yikes! I feel like a failure.
Anyway, I recommended a free site maker website but now I’m thinking I should send her an email and give her details on how to setup her own domain with hosting. It would be so much more professional for what she wants to use it for and it’s really not that hard. Especially if you are using a website like this web hosting blog that offers tons of information on the subject of hosting and domains. She could get all of the information she needs from which hosts are the best to what to look for when choosing a host.
If you are in the same position, looking for a host or just more information check that site. It’s a great.
I’m trying to keep myself social and I’ve joined groups, GROUPS (yes plural), and I’m going out a lot lately but I’m still not feeling it. As hard as I try it doesn’t feel like it’s “my thing”. I’m so frustrated with myself, too. I just can’t seem to find my place with any group of moms. They all seem to know each other well already which in turn makes me feel rather left out. Most of the time I feel as if I have a third tit growing on my forehead. Yes, I feel THAT out of place and awkward. I don’t know if they are just not all that talkative in general or what but damn.
*sighs*
I’ll keep trying though. I know the kids like meeting people even if it’s at the expense of my pride / self esteem. lol
I don’t feel like writing anything thoroughly organized so I’m just going to ramble. Um, as always, right?
I cleared off all of my memory cards and uploaded some photos to Flickr. A few of my AeroGarden’s progress and the girl child in her creepy Halloween costume. Nothing exciting, but hey .. that be me! I’m generally not so much.
It’s COLD today, well “cold” to me, and I’m loving it! It’s supposed to be super nice for the next week with cooler temps and very fall like weather. After yesterday’s high of 87 (yes, WTH?!) I’m giddy about that.
I signed up to be a ChaCha.com guide today, I passed their test and from the training and readiness test questions I am thinking this will be fun. Definitely not a substantial money maker but certainly a great way to kill some time and stay somewhat entertained when I’m not being harassed by my loving family.
I’m feeling homesick and wish someone would come visit me. Anyone with any sort of blood relation would be fine with me. But sadly I don’t see that happening. Money is too tight, travel is too expensive and they are just too busy otherwise. Especially relatives in Michigan who are kind of busy wondering how they’ll find new jobs now that they have been laid off. We’re good money wise (thank goodness for job security) but we don’t have the time to travel to them. 75% of the time I love living FAR away and then once the end of the year hits I’m sappy and sad.
I may be feeling extra sappy because I ordered our traditional fresh balsam Christmas wreath this afternoon (won’t ship until closer to December) and I’m thinking about Christmas now. *sighs* Way to totally skip over Halloween and Turkey Day!
And now on to the rest of my boring Friday night. The hubby is working and I ordered HBO so I’m hoping to watch the “True Blood” episodes OnDemand and hopefully dropping some entrecards and possibly blog reading. I haven’t had time all week and I’m missing out on what everyone else is up to. I’m counting down until the kids’ bedtime. Another 90 minutes and I’ll be good to go!
I feel as if I haven’t blogged in forever but I know that can’t be possible. I don’t think there’s an entire week that goes by that I don’t blog something .. even if it’s just the boring stuff. Or well .. I guess it’s all boring stuff.
Anyway, here! Tired, though. I’ve been sleeping so much lately and that only seems to make me crave sleep so much more. What is with that?
So Friday night I worked my tail off cleaning, decluttering and pricing junk for the yard sale. That was exhausting but the kids’ room is now so much easier to navigate and their closet is so clean that I can … use it for clothes!! Woo hoo! I sold a lot of stuff and I only had to drag a quarter of it back home with me. The tips that a couple of commenters left helped – thank you! Now I have to go through those piles and figure out what will be donated and what can be sent to the nephew. He’s not quite 1 yet so he may be able to use a few of Will’s old things. I just wish I had the motivation to get it done already. I’ve been staring at it for days now. ugh.
Sunday, Monday and Tuesday were a blur of sleeping and thinking about sleeping.
Today I had a “meeting” with the CMC of the hubby’s command as well as his Senior Chief. Very odd for me since I never involve myself in anything Navy related. But I wanted more information on why they have been up in our business for the last 5 months and was offered the chance to speak with them so I did. Even though the anxiety of doing so almost made me puke on the way there. I’m not good with that sort of thing. I literally get hives before going to small meetings, like play dates even, because I get so nervous about meeting people. So this was big. I don’t feel like going into details as they would be confusing for most people anyway but I think things will be better now. At least that is what I was told. We shall see!
Now .. I’m tired again and the child begging me to nap with her isn’t helping much. But I have that other heathen who would likely burn the place down if I were to accidentally doze off so, no, I won’t be napping any time soon.
The husband and I have actually toyed with dressing up for Halloween this year. Whether or not that will actually happen I’m not sure. But I am sure of at least one person in our family getting into the spirit and that’s Aubree. She chose her costume over a month ago and much to my surprise she has stuck to her guns.
What’d she choose?
Daphne!
You know, from Scooby Doo!
At first I was a little ehhh about it because the dress looks a little old for a child and I’m really not a fan of slutty looking Halloween costumes on little girls…. but in person it’s not that bad at all. Plus I bought a larger size than what she should wear, the largest they sell, so hopefully it hangs a bit longer on her frame. At least she didn’t choose anything hideous like the sequined camo outfit we saw at Target the other day. It looked like a stripper outfit with a military twist. Yes, just what you want young girls striving for! 
With my ridiculous love for matchy matchy outfits I tried to talk Will into being Scooby or even Freddy! But he’s not budging. He says he’s going to be “Will”, not anyone else. He is pretty darn adorable as himself so I won’t complain. I’m not about to force him into dressing up though I am hoping he’ll have a change of heart. We’ve never taken them out to trick or treat so this year will be their first. We live in a nice area now with lots of neighbors so it should be fun!
